I still think of you…
I STILL think of you!
I’ve learnt how to make myself cry
Memories linger forever of when it was me and you
The music, the candles, the wine and conversation
I really, really miss you
My best friend
I wish you didn’t go
I accept all that was dealt to me
By my hands of fate
My fated hand that cast it all
I didn’t paint the ending
And I don’t hate you
I still love you
Though you will never know
But…you KNOW!
How it was
How we were
All the things we said to each other
The shared unstoppable parting tears of submission
That we couldn’t overcome
Nothing will be the same
But maybe I will love you more again
And you too will hold me one fateful day
I’ll paint a picture in my mind
A lush landscape of greens and browns
And every time that I get down
I’ll look at it and remember you without a frown
All the good times, there were many
Promises turned to dust
But the fires still burn
Lust is not just a game of turns
Sometimes you touch something special
That never dies or fades away
That we had and we both know
The powerful magnetic pulling will never go
A contest entry
- Unrequited love by Smokebox.
550 points, ended December 8, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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No-one can take precious memories away.They stay within the heart for ever.Lovely poem.The dark blue is rather difficult to read on the dark red , Ros
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Thanks, Ros. That is true. I might chamge the blue...I was looking for a good colour that went with the flacks of coulour in the background layout, but thanks for that.
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Of love had, and lost. Even with the heartache there seems to be hope and promise embedded in this piece.I always find the last line in a poem is almost always the strongest. It is true in this piece. Great job, good luck, and thanks for entering!!
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Thank you. I'm glad you liked this piece
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